Released: June 24, 2011
Featuring: Method Man
Songwriter: Method Man Math Hoffa
Producer: J. Glaze
Yeah yeah yeah
[Math Hoffa]
You ain't live til you caught a lick and book it
Made a chick eat another chick pussy
Which one of ya niggas wanna push me
I get gully everything get gushy
I see how a hater might hate this
When it come to winner all races
When it come to winnin my place
Is number one all you mothafucking faces
God damn that Math Hoffa
With a chick, nice ass, big knockas
I ain't gotta smash I could watch her
If I go b*tch she still go aca
Tell her, warm fellow
They say money talks imma tell her
Always come back do another and I'mma be an open door forever
[Hook]
Just for you babe mic check mic checker, yeah mic check mic checker
Heard you out of town and your girl get around
So while your away I might checker
Yeah, open the door, yeah
Open the door, don't be silly or I'mma kick it like biggie
Shotgun pump double barrel, shotgun pump double barrel
Shotgun pump double barrel, shotgun pump double barrel
Or I'mma kick it like biggie
[Method Man]
You ain't live to make you made your first million
And top models wanna swallow your children
I thought I told you wu tang for the children
Way before rap moving crack in the building
Now whats the price of rice in china
This shit is tryin to raise the price on their vagina
Me I'm tryin to live the life and get the grinda
But I ain't tryin get the shina
Pop off no question show dirty like no question no protection
When the kid hold court no objections
Knock me this money at the door no exception
I go hard in the pain of the rapper
I go hard on the skin no viagra
You think I'm trippin'
Ain't in the trickin
But keep a stone (?) in the kitchen who the master
[Hook]
[Math Hoffa]
You ain't live til you caught a lick and book it
Made a chick eat another chick pussy
Which one of ya niggas wanna push me
I get gully everything get gushy
I see how a hater might hate this
When it come to winner all races
When it come to winnin my place
Is number one all you mothafucking faces
God damn that Math Hoffa
With a chick, nice ass, big knockas
I ain't gotta smash I could watch her
If I go b*tch she still go aca
Tell her, warm fellow
They say money talks imma tell her
Always come back do another and I'mma be an open door forever
[Hook]
Just for you babe mic check mic checker, yeah mic check mic checker
Heard you out of town and your girl get around
So while your away I might checker
Yeah, open the door, yeah
Open the door, don't be silly or I'mma kick it like biggie
Shotgun pump double barrel, shotgun pump double barrel
Shotgun pump double barrel, shotgun pump double barrel
Or I'mma kick it like biggie
[Method Man]
You ain't live to make you made your first million
And top models wanna swallow your children
I thought I told you wu tang for the children
Way before rap moving crack in the building
Now whats the price of rice in china
This shit is tryin to raise the price on their vagina
Me I'm tryin to live the life and get the grinda
But I ain't tryin get the shina
Pop off no question show dirty like no question no protection
When the kid hold court no objections
Knock me this money at the door no exception
I go hard in the pain of the rapper
I go hard on the skin no viagra
You think I'm trippin'
Ain't in the trickin
But keep a stone (?) in the kitchen who the master
[Hook]